Yet Another Bath

Mom did it again. Yep. Yet another bath. Hrmph.

Tomorrow (Sept. 18) is my birthday. I'm gonna be 14 years old. You would THINK that Mom would cut me some slack with the medicated baths, especially since this is a special week...

Nope. No such luck.

Trust me when I say that I did not go into the tub willingly.

At least Mom refilled the toy box in the bathroom. That provided some distraction during blow-drying. (See Mom's orange hair dryer?)

Had to go back to the toy box to liberate another toy.

More plucking.

After Mom opened the gate and let me out of the bathroom, I'm happy to report that I successfully saved all three of those squeakies from the bathroom.

And that's why Mom has to refill the toy box in the bathroom. I try to save all of the toys from horrible baths.
   

Turning 13 Years Old!

I'm a teenager now! I turned 13 years old on Sept. 18. Pretty cool, huh?

Mom woke me up in the morning by singing "Happy Birthday" to me.

I was a little grumpy, though, since it was so early.  Then Mom had the audacity to put a princess birthday hat on me. At least I got a present early. The card is from my awesome neighbor. The present is from Mom.

It was a cool princess card and a squeaky toy! I know I don't look too excited. I'm not a morning doggie.

When Mom got home from work, we had our supper and then we headed over to our neighbor's house.

At my neighbor's house, they had a birthday party for me!

See that red bed in the back? That's my main present from Mom and my neighbor. It's a fancy memory foam, pillow top, orthopedic doggie bed!  The blue rug is new for me, too. It's memory foam, too. And all of those bags...TOYS!

Mom tried to make me pose again with that stupid princess party hat, but I was NOT in the mood.

I tried to roll it off of me.

Once the hat was off, it was time to play with my new froggie toy.

Then it was time for cake! Mom ordered me a princess birthday cake from Lainey's Pawtique & Bakery.

Mom tried to make me pose with my cake.

I had enough of that, though, and started barking at her. "I WANT TO EAT CAKE!"

It was yummy in my tummy! Mom found some beef-flavored doggie ice cream to go with it.

My cake was pumpkin flavored, so Mom and my neighbor had pumpkin bars for humans while I ate my cake. We all ate on birthday plates, of course.

To top off my evening, I got a birthday Greenie.

I actually saved the Greenie for after Mom and I got back home to our house.

Then I covered my new, fancy dog bed with Greenie goo. HE HE HE

I'm a pretty lucky pup. This was an awesome birthday!

Puppy Poetry: Throw That Toy!

I love playing fetch
It’s a game that gives me joy
I’ll bring you a squeaky…
Then, come on, throw that toy!

Don’t toss the other way
Don’t try to be so coy
We play the way I’m running.
Now, come on, throw that toy!

I like to race ahead
Then I freeze and enjoy
As I wait to pounce, watching…
Oh, come on, throw that toy!

Then I see it whiz above
And I think, “Oh, boy!”
I grab and squeak like crazy.
Oh yeah, she threw that toy!!!

   
          

Bad Mom

I wanted attention tonight, so I started barking at Mom while she was trying to eat her supper.  And I kept it up until she finished.  After she put her dirty dishes in the kitchen, she got down on the floor to play with me.

By then, however, I had decided that I no longer wanted to play.  So, I hopped into my doggie bed.

And that's when the evening took a very disturbing turn...  Mom decided to COVER ME UP with my toys!  Seriously.

What on earth got into her?!  I just sat there like a good girl and took the abuse.

And yes, I fell asleep.

The pile of toys snored for a while after that.  He he he.  Mom finally got tired of taking pictures of me and left me alone. I don't think she realized that sleeping in toys is puppy dog Heaven for me.

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween!  (O.K., so maybe it's Happy Two-Days-After Halloween now because Mom's been slacking on my blog time...)

This year Mom conspired with my neighbor and they decided that I needed to wear this peacock costume for Halloween.

I actually didn't mind it too much. Mom and I had a disagreement about whether or not the peacock hat was a squeaky toy.  She seemed to think I should wear it, not attack it.  Once it was on my head, though, I left it there.

I strutted my stuff all of the way over to our neighbor's house!

Well, I had to make one little detour to take care of some business...  (Mom says she assumes this was to voice my displeasure at having to wear a costume.)  I was a poopin' peacock.

Here I am at our neighbor's patio...  "TRICK OR TREAT!"

The neighbor had her camera, too, and refused to open the screen door until I was properly photographed. If you look closely you'll see a few little leaf things stuck in the fur on my chin.  Those things get stuck on me every single time I sniff the trees near my neighbor's place.

The best part about my peacock costume was that it actually had a coordinating peacock SQUEAKY TOY!!!  Seriously.  Can you believe that?  I attacked, of course.

Is it cannibalism to see a peacock chewing on a peacock?  He he he.

And you KNOW I had to roll on that squeaky toy...

Still rolling...

My totally awesome neighbor had a bag of Halloween squeakies waiting for me for my trick or treating.  Yep.  A BAG of Halloween squeaky toys!  And she put out a BOWL of Milkbones for me, too!

Now here's where the evening took a slightly evil turn...

Yep.  Mom brought another costume.  She thought she'd display my ornery side by dressing me like a little devil.

I put up with it...

but I really just wanted to play with my new toys.

So I told Mom and our neighbor just how I felt!

Thankfully, we got down to business playing tug, bitey face, etc., right after that.  It was awesome.

After a while, however, Mom decided to torture me again with yet another outfit.

Seriously.

Sure, the skeleton pajamas are cute, but I think you can tell that I was NOT amused.

But then I got another new toy, so the skeleton PJs were quickly forgotten.

And I played and played and played.

Tushy shot:

Then Mom and I walked back home.  She left the skeleton PJs on me.  Lots of people ooh'd and aah'd over me on the way.

Mom and my neighbor decided that they liked the peacock outfit the best.  I have to admit that I do make a cute little peacock.

Would you believe they went out shopping today and found TWO more costumes to put back for next year?!  I'm doomed.